All this talk of cooking fish is making me so hungry. There is a right and wrong about such cooking and I'm reminded of the Leon Rosselson verse that I lifted and transformed into a short song (copy and paste back into Word to get the chords in place):

WHOEVER INVENTED THE FISHSTICK
(Leon Rosselson © 1981 Adapted by Charlie Ipcar - 1993 Tune: after Too-ra-li oo-ra-li oo-ra-li)

C-----------G------------C
Who-ever in-vented the fish-stick,
F----------------------C
Ought to be trans-mogri-fied –
G------------------------------C
Skinned, mashed and boxed in-to uni-form blocks,
-----D------------------------------G
Then covered with bread-crumbs from col-lar to socks,
G7----------------C----G--C
Froz-en and deep fat fried, fat fried
-----G7----------------C
Yes, froz-en and deep fat fried.

'Cause who'd do that to a fish,
Finning its way through the sea,
Making no sound, just cruising around,
A rainbow of colors, a king to be crowned,
Just riding its flying trapeze, trapeze,
Just riding its flying trapeze?

Now progress is all very fine,
But not when it chops up your dreams;
If you're still afloat, don't miss the boat,
Turn off the TV, deep-six the remote;
Life can be more than it seems, it seems;
Yes, life can be more than it seems!

Happy New Year, mates!